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i've been waiting here
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for a long time
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and i don't know if i can
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get it out fo my head
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i'm singing songs like you
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know i been dead
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and it's getting kind of
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frustrating again.
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my old lady won't come
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home again
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she stays out all night
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but we won't even fight
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she won't tell me what 's wrong
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she won't tell me what's right
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and that's about the shape i'm in
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be nice find some waves
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too low that i can't see the waves
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behind the sun that shines on me
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somtimes make a fool of me
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i've been singing these
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blues for a long time
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would you take me home
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and put me to bed?
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i need your love in
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my arms and a beer
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for my head
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so i can fall on through
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to the end
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be nice to find some waves
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too low so i can't see the way you shine
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those eyes that start the day for me
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make a fool of me
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some waves
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Dynamite Hack |